feel no ways

❝ For her own part, it was harder and harder to imagine anything f l u t t e r i n g to life inside herself. More than ever, she was the HOLLOW girl, the emptiness seeming like an entity, malicious, taunting her with all the things she would n e v e r know. ❞ Ω ava taryn blake Ω Ω 25 Ω Ω waitress Ω

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gabe luther

After the events of the masquerade, Gab was recovering from a few injuries of his own, unfortunately. Apparently amidst the chaos, and his usual smart-ass mouth, he managed to get himself into a rather violent outburst with a man with a knife. Luckily this only amounted in a cut to his arm, which seemed to be healing up as well as could be expected; alas, he knew for a fact this was going to emulate into yet another scar. With this in mind, it was time to change the dressing, which allowed him to feel the presence of someone gazing at him whilst h continued to do so. “For the love of God, stop staring already. I’m a-okay, nothing to see here.” Gabe was usually a man of few words, however, when he was riled up, it was needless to say he became the opposite.

        Caramel eyes flickered up to the sound of Gabe’s voice fast, tearing away from the healing wound, blinking rapidly as she drew herself out of whatever dark place blood and injury brought her to. She hadn’t even realized she had been staring until Gabe’s irritated voice brought her out of her dark reverie. “Sorry,” she murmured softly, flashing a weak and sheepish smile as she slid the first aid kit over the counter toward him. “Um... Do you need rubbing alcohol, too? Just in case it needs to be cleaned again?” 

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ángel marroquin

‹ ¶           ❝You and I have very different ideas of least, then. The least you could do is not worry about repaying me. You coming to me at all is payment enough,❞ Ángel retorted gently, arms stretching as he moved. Once they were in the backroom, he flipped the light on and turned toward her. He took her forearm in his arm and gave it a reassuring squeeze before letting his eyes reflect more serious a mood. ❝When someone grabs you like this, you’ll want to move as close to him as possible to let his arm relax, then shove the heel of your hand directly under his nose and push upward until his hand loosens enough for you to release you.❞ ›

        Ava parted her lips in an effort to argue, to ask him if he were sure, to tell him that she was good for it. That was what it was like, growing up in a poor part of town. You were prideful. You were desperate to keep your dignity in tact. Something about Angel, though, told her not to worry about keeping up appearances. He was genuine, her instinct told her. That was a relief. 

        When he took ahold of her forearm, at first she wasn’t very sure what she was supposed to do. She had the visual in her head of what he was explaining, but attempting to do it on her the other hand made her stomach swarm with uncomfortable nerves. Staring at him expectantly, it took her a moment before she slowly acted out his instructions until the heel of her palm was hovering several inches beneath his nose. “Okay,” she blinked, nodding, drinking in the knowledge. “And then what? Do I just--- I just run, right?”

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ángel marroquin

‹ ¶           They shook hands and in that moment of touch, he could garner a better feel of who she was. Ava Blake was a soft woman, a flower like the ones he watered every day of the week. Only, she also seemed much more troubled. His own hands were soft, but not in the same way. His were from never working in life. Hers were more nurturing…good-natured. ❝Ángel…Marroquin❞ he replied just as he was releasing her hand. He’d already began to move toward the back, form elegantly shifting through the flowers on display. ❝Come this way, Ava. We’ll start on how to get out of someone’s hold so we can avoid a situation like last time.❞ ›

        “Oh--- well, it’s nice to meet you, Ángel.” Ava blinked fast, taken off guard by the name. It was beautiful, it was mysterious, it held depth. It was very him. Sidling through the rows of flowers not even half as gracefully as the man before her, she nodded timidly, the tough swallow she forced down hopefully not audible as they made their way to the backroom, yet she wasn’t very sure. “Um... I have cash. I can pay you for this. It’s the--- It’s the least I could do.”

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Ava ². (Ava Wright and Ava Blake)

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owen belkov

The hard beats of La Luna pounded dully through the walls of his office. Normally, it wouldn’t have distracted him from staring at his computer screen but after everything that happened, Owen heaved a sigh and shut the laptop close, running his hands over his face. The past few days seemed surreal, with trouble lurking in the air more than he’d anticipated and it all weighed heavy on him and what it meant for business too, both behind the scenes and on the surface. Before he could dwell on it further, the knock at the door took him out of his thoughts and he lifted his head to call out, “The door’s not locked so just come in.” 

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       With Derek literally punching the lights out of her boss and the events of the events of ball in her wake, Ava couldn’t shy away from the undeniable signs from the universe that were telling her to take this job! What if she had been in the line of fire during the shooting? What if she had acquired a bullet between the eyes and left this world with a couple hundred in her savings account and her name forgotten mere weeks after? Playing it safe seemed like the most terrifying thing in the world since, and Ava couldn’t seem to get to Owen fast enough. As she knocked on the door and tentatively twisted the handle of it, she prayed to whatever god was out there that he hadn’t filled that spot. She needed him not to have filled that spot. 

        “Hi,” Ava greeted, gently closing the door behind her as she stepped into his office. She stood awkwardly for a moment at the door, tough knot stuck in the pit of her throat, before letting her legs glide forward until she was parked in the seat in front of his desk. First, she said nothing, than everything seemed to tumble from her all at once. 

        “I know you said a week, so here I am, but I do understand if you’ve already made the hire. I just --- I want this job. I have my resume here, and a couple references, and I could even do a trial shift for you if you want, free of charge---” She rambled on, digging in her purse for her resume.

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jasper knight

        “I know this looks bad, but you should have seen it when it was bleeding.” He chuckled humorlessly before downing his drink. “—Can we talk about something else, besides the ball? Like the weather or something.” How cliche, Jaz, he thought. Setting the glass down, he waved down the bartender for another refill; his fourth one that night.

        Ava flinched, the cringe clear in her features as her eyes swept over Jasper’s injuries. Ava was in a state of shock during events of the entire masquerade ball, so asking a million questions of what went down couldn’t be helped by her. Plus, she was getting increasingly drunker, and she couldn’t help but brush her fingertips across his scars before shying away just as fast. “Okay... I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” She sighed, ordering another drink as the bartender came over, not-so-delicately sipping the rest of her own through her straw. The last thing she wanted to do while she was drunk was talk about the weather. “We should... Play a game. Or something. Lift up this dingy mood I’ve made for us.”

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asher coleman

“It’s not exactly my place to tell you this, but little tip: if you can’t defend yourself, what makes you think you could defend the people you care for?” He expressed with another sip from his drink. Listening to her shame herself, he tapped his finger on his glass in thought. “I get it, you talk to someone you don’t know, distract yourself, making learn something new. But then after the conversation ends and you go home, the feeling comes back anyway.” 

        What was this guy’s deal? Examining her, picking her apart without knowing her. It made her skin crawl. Why? Because some of the things he was saying... They made sense. They resonated with her. They really did--- and that scared her. It rattled her marrow. But, then again, some of his conceptions were off at least a little bit. If Ava was one thing, she wasn’t surface levelled. Hell, she didn’t even know who she was most of the time. It was incredibly confusing. “I like distracting myself,” she confessed, blinking a few times as the confession tumbled past her lips and the alcohol began to do its bidding. “Even if its temporary. I really do. I have no shame in that.”

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⁇

“⁇” for a DRUNK text.

[text]: dereeek[text]: dereerekkk kingggg[text]: hi.c an u come get me. cani see u/?

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✘

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

fuck you, derek. you might have known jacob well but don’t pretend like you know me.

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♀ - tristan

“♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text. 

[text]: sometimes being with you hurts. you remind me so much of him. you’re like the older brother i wish i still had. and it hurts. 

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♀

“♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text

[text]: why do you do this? why are you so horrible to me sometimes? what did i do? how can i fix it?

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❤ ∀ ♥

❤ : Where on their body is your muse most sensitive?

Already answered. 

∀ : Your muse’s favorite position?

Well, she loves being on top and on the bottom equally, so this is a tough one. When it comes to being on top, obviously cowgirl/reverse cowgirl are the favourite, and when it comes to otherwise, she enjoys using her flexibility. AKA, she likes dangling her legs over her partners shoulders. For reasons. 

♥ : Does your muse like to cuddle after sex? Anything else for aftercare?

Already answered. 

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☂ Á ♥

☂ : How long does it take your muse to hit climax, usually?

It depends on a few things; the mood, the warm up, the person. Typically it’s pretty easy if these things add up properly, and she has no issue doing it multiple times in one session. She’s not easily tired, no matter what.

Á : Is your muse loud in bed?

Most of the time, yeah. Though for the most part she is a pretty shy and introverted person, in bed its a different story. She’s not afraid to be as vocal as she wants about her time, unabashedly so. If her partner is really not getting the job done, she’ll let them know with silence.

♥ : Does your muse like to cuddle after sex? Anything else for aftercare?

If she’s not comfortable enough with the person, not at all. If they attempt to hold her or anything like that, she grows stiff as a board and searches for an escape route. If that isn’t the case though, then yes. Absolutely. She craves that physical intmacy more than anything, especially after sex, especially since she enjoys things rough, passionate, and carnal. She needs that decompression with someone she cares about, through touch and gentleness and warmth against warmth, without words.

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Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

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❤ ✿ ☜

❤ : Where on their body is your muse most sensitive?

Ava, especially when aroused, is a pretty hypersensitive person. Touch his important to her, especially when it comes to communication, in more ways than just one. If there has to be a particular spot where she’s the most sensitive, though certain spots of her neck are overly sensitive, there are spots on her spine that can leave her trembling in anyone’s arms, ready for their beckoning. 

✿ : Has your muse ever had sex before?

Yes. With the right people, Ava is actually a very sexual person. 

☜ : Does your muse like to top?

Yes. As much as she likes to be dominated, she likes to dominate just as much. This ensues a lot of primal, carnal action between the sheets. Rolling around, fighting for dominance until someone gives in. It’s her absolute favourite. 

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